Shambala Stories and Poems
Send us a poem about experiences of Shambala.
Poetry Competition 2008
Free ticket for the best one, and a slot at the poetry slam. Download a form from the get involved Page, and we'll let you know by July 1st, or just send a poem to poetry (AT) shambalafestival (DOT) org.
Send us a poem for any reason!
By Southampton Activitists
(May 28, 2004)Once upon a time, there were four people...
Their names were Everybody, Somebody, Nobody and Anybody.Whenever there was an important job to be done, Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. When Nobody did it, Everybody got angry because it was Everybody's job. Everybody thought that Somebody would do it, but Nobody realized that Nobody would do it. So consequently Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done in the first place.
By Chris. Jones
(September 02, 2003)What Men Really Want
All men want to dress like girls
It's always been the way
Just one excuse and several beers
A dress, and they're away
Of all the options they could choose
Like nurses, cats or nuns
Out come all those flowery frocks
Hey Presto! They're their Mums!
By Chris. Jones
(September 02, 2003)Shambala 2003
A patchwork quilt of jig-sawed tents
A multitude of sounds
A fractal blast of colour
Guy-rope dances all around
Swirling spirals made of flame
The howls of avid fans
Rows of filling toilets
And a grass sea filled with cans
A glorious finale
From Friday's stream of rain
The joy and sun of Shambala
Has swept through us again
By Chris. Jones
(September 02, 2003)Saddam(s)
A word of explanation. On the Saturday night of Shambala 2003, fancy dress occurred. The myriad of bizarre, sometimes scary but always made on a shoe string budget, costumes was staggering. But, five people stole the crown for me. It was the Saddams. Boys, send me a photo!
If Saddam came to Shambala
Escaping Yank aggressors
He'd have with him four brothers
All wearing bright pink dresses
And if they walked among us
Brandishing their guns
We'd face them with an Elvis
Twenty cowboys and two nuns
Three super-powered heroes
Ten afro wearing pimps
A Noah and a ladybird
A doctor and five chimps
Twelve squaws, a Devil and a bride
One policeman and a clown
A plethora of faeries
And we'd chase them out of town.